Life at Pancake Rocks

Deep in the woods lies a dramatic landscape of various rocks stacked up in all sizes and shapes in a small creek bed. Nothing fancy like Niagara falls or anything like that; but just simple rocks that look like pancakes all stacked about. This beautiful hidden treasure captivated me as a young girl. I was fascinated by the beauty of the rocks and would walk all over them exploring every crevice.

The seasons would bring out the spectacular beauty that laid in this small creek bed. I loved it.

During spring one could hear the rushing sounds of the water as it gorged into the rocks and created a rapid. Just standing on the edge of the woods overlooking it you could feel the power of the water fill your soul. Then summer would bring lush greenery creating a secret hideaway to the majestic rocks. The wildlife would abound near the creek. Exploring the cool waters looking for turtles would bring so much excitement and fulfillment from a long walk.

Then the water would slowly flow away and the dry rocks would begin to fill with falling leaves covering their secrets. Winter would bring the snow falling and the once thundering stack of rocks would be covered in beautiful snowflakes like pancakes with powdered sugar sprinkled all over. I feel the most connected with this serene spot during this time.

This was my refuge. I began to escape to this little getaway when the world felt too heavy on my shoulders. When my health would start to decline and pressures seemed enormous; I could find my solace in these simple rocks all stacked up.

With the unending water constantly molding and cutting into them they transformed into a beautiful, impressive sight. God truly created a beautiful glorious space that has made such a lasting impression on my life. Like those rocks my life has endured a constant flow of worldly pressures that have cut and molded me into the person I am today. Yes it has been hard but I would not change it for anything because all the pain and sacrifices have given me faith, love, and hope. Life at pancake rocks is more than a place and I wish to share my home and soul to you.

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